MISSING MY DAPHNE

Stark sunlight,
Desolate fields, parks,
My shady tree longs for her:
Sweet Daphne,
With her books and smiles,
I wish for a time machine.
High above,
Is she, in Eden,
While I must still linger here.
Like Daphne,
No woman exists,
She is still my conqueror.
I am loved,
And adored a lot,
But Daphne remains Daphne!
Green and white,
And the seashore where,
She and I beat loneliness.
The waves long,
For her, just like me,
I make her smile from above.
For a while,
Life becomes lovely,
And grief fails to sadden me.
(Written by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed/Emmenay long ago in memory of Daphne John. Posted on July 24, 2011).

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was written long ago in memory of my first love, my schoolmate, the unforgettable and irresistibly beautiful to the core in every sense of the term, my very own Daphne John. Posted today: July 24, 2011.

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